*Outside of Mr. Porter’s cafe, some of the pups were busy helping with some of the produce.*


Rubble: Alright, just a few more left *he was seen carrying some apples over with his shovel* 


Mr. Porter: Thanks again for helping me out.


Formula: It's our pleasure


Rubble: Besides, we heard you were making a special treat after a while of experimenting.


Mr. Porter: It's just a little something I thought of and wanted to try out.


Formula: What exactly is it? Something science related, hence why you called me a bit?


Mr. Porter: Well let me show you


Formula: Alright. *He followed Mr. Porter into his cafe as a car pulled up outside. Rubble looked and noticed as someone was walking out the car. He saw that it was none other than Ami*


Rubble: Huh? Ami? What brings you here?


Ami: I just felt like visiting after a while. See how you pups are getting along.


Rubble: Really?


Ami: Yes, and to apologize to your collie about the broccoli incident. Speaking of her, where is she?


Rubble: She was coming down to help Mr. Porter and Formula with something.


Ami: Who’s Formula exactly?


Rubble: Our new member we have.


Balloona X: And my special pup *They look and see Balloona X walk in*


Ami: Balloona, I was just talking about you.


Balloona X: Nice to see you again. I just hope you don't have these scientific foods with you, I had a major stomachache for 3 days because of you


Ami: I know, and I'm super sorry. I did bring a treat to make it up to you though.


Balloona X: I don't know...


Ami: C'mon... it's real good. *She smiled as Mr. Porter and the black pup exited the café with a jar of pickles.* Huh?


Formula: It's not easy balancing this concoction for the brine for these pickles. Be glad you called me.


Mr. Porter: I'm just glad you looked this over. *They both then saw Ami.* Oh, hello there.


Ami: Hello to you too, I'm Ami


Balloona X: *whispering to his ear* She’s the one I told you about


Formula: Ohhh…


Ami: And you must be Formula. *She picked him up, hugging him.* Aren’t you a handsome pup?


Formula: I appreciate the affection, but I heard what you did last time to my precious Loony


Ami: And I feel awful about it and I like to give her a treat to apologize her


Formula: What kind of treat is this?


Rubble: Yeah, what kind?


Ami: Hold on. *She set Formula down, going back to her vehicle.*


Balloona X: Hopefully it's not broccoli flavor, yuck


Formula: If it’s something weird, I can handle it love.


Balloona X: Really?


Formula: Certainly.


Mr. Porter: Be something if it were like these fizzy pickles.


All: Fizzy Pickles?


Mr. Porter: Yes, want to try one?


Balloona X: Sure


Rubble: I'll give one a try.


Mr. Porter: Don't worry, I have enough for everyone here *He opened the jar as everyone gathered around, taking a pickle and eating them.*


Balloona X: Mmmm... Tasty and fizzy


Formula: Incredible, how did you do it, Mr. Porter?


Mr. Porter: Well, I took your advice with the brine and used a Porter secret.


Formula: Nice.


Rubble: Mmm... These are incredible


Ami: Pretty good, but just wait until you try my special treat for you, Balloona X 


Ami: Just my take on these, per say. *She pulled out her own jar of pickles, though the collie looked worried seeing it vibrate a bit wildly.*


Mr. Porter: Seems I wasn't the only one who wanted to try making these.


Balloona X: Uh, is it supposed to shake like that?


Ami: A bit. Care to try one Balloona? *She held the jar out as the collie looked to her lab nervously with a smile.*


Balloona X: Sure, I guess. *Nervously tried to laugh*


Formula: Actually, I heard Ryder needs Balloona for something at the Lookout. Though, I'll gladly take one. *He sighed quietly, taking a pickle and eating it.* Strong bit there...


Ami: I think they're at least three times as fizzy, if not four to five. Thanks for trying them Formula, now I have to get going and get a few other jars to folks.


Formula: Alright then


Ami: See you later! *She closed the jar and went to her car, driving off in delight. Though, Formula felt a bit odd.*


Formula: Maybe going for two was a bad call.


Balloona X: You feeling ok Formy?


Formula: I... don't know... *His stomach let out a gurgle as he held it.* Oooohhhh...


Rubble: Formula?


Mr. Porter: You alright there?


Formula: I uh... need to go for a bit. *He walked off as the others looked confused. When he was far enough away, he let out a slight burp and sighed.* Pardon me... that pickle Ami made is really, really, really fizzy.


Balloona X: Huh? I thought it will be worse like me before 


Formula: I guess she made this work. Minus the extra fizzy


Balloona X: I'm sure it'll pass.


Formula: Potentially, but I can try to fight it.


Balloona X: Formy, I'm not sure it's a good idea, trust me.


Formula: I don't know... *He held his belly again, sighing quietly.* I can't just keep doing that though around you guys, don't worry about it.


Balloona X: You know I worry in times like this


Formula: I know, but I'll be ok. *He started walking off to the Lookout as the collie noticed his belly slightly swollen.*


Balloona X: *mumbling* Mentally, maybe. Physically, gonna be puffy... *She joined up with him as a transition with her tag cut to Ami driving around the area with her pickle jars in the back.*


Ami: Ok, just need to drive slowly, so my pickles don't get too shaken up *Unfortunately, the road was quite bumpy and even though she was going slow, the jars got shaken up a fair bit. Along her drive, she made it to Farmer Al and Yumi's as they seemed a bit excited to see her*


Yumi: Sis?


Ami: Yep, I'm back again!


Yumi: It's been a while. Ami then went back to bring one of her jars 


Ami: I came by to pass my new creations around. An extra fizzy in fizzy pickles. Wanna try? *Yumi looked at her a bit nervously* Don't worry, I worked it all out.


Yumi: Are you sure it's safe?


Ami: Of course I'm sure. When have I ever done something not safe? *Yumi raised a finger and was about to speak* Don't answer that!


Al: Well, we do at least appreciate the gift there Ami.


Ami: Thanks, it's an apology for my behavior here


Al: Think nothing of it. *He then took the jar as Ami went back in her car*


Ami: I got some more I wanna deliver to everyone else here. Enjoy


Yumi: We’ll try. *Ami then drove off as Al was about to open the jar*


Al: Let’s try some of these out then, Yumi.


Yumi: Alright then *When the jar was opened, the pickles within flew everywhere, like those fake snakes in prank cans.*


Al: Whoa! What the...?


Yumi: Look out! *They took cover as best as they could as some of the pickles made a mess of a gate and some of the animals got loose*


Al: Oh no, the animals


Yumi: We better call Ryder. *A transition of the usual emblem showed the pups in the lookout as they all looked at Formula*


Zuma: You doing alright dude?


Formula: Just... abit of... pressure, but I'm good


Ryder: Your belly certainly doesn’t sound good, nor look normal. 


Marshall: I can get my EMT gear if needed.


Formula: No no, I'll... be fine...


Balloona X: Formy, you look less than fine


Formula: Trust me, I'm ok


Balloona X: Oh really? *She poked his side as he let out a slight burp, deflating him a bit.*


Formula: Excuse me…


Balloona X: Just let it out, Formy


Formula: I’m fine, Loony.


Balloona X: Just making sure is all *Then Ryder's pad started to ringing. He answered it to see Farmer Al and Yumi on the other line*


Ryder: Hi Farmer Al. Hey Farmer Yumi. What's up?


Yumi: My sister brought a jar of her fizzy pickles here…


Al: And they were a bit too fizzy!


Ryder: Fizzy pickles? *The pups then looked up in some concern*


Yumi: Yeah. When we opened the jar, they went everywhere and made one of the gates open, letting the animals get out.


Al: And Ami has a bunch more jars to give out, and we're fairly worried about what may happen!


Balloona X: From fizzy pickles? *Formula stifled a small burp from himself*


Formula: Pardon...


Balloona X: Seriously Formy, burp the pressure out


Formula: Not here or right now. We got a mission.


Ryder: Don't worry you two, we're on it. No pickles are too fizzy, no pup is too small. *He pulled the side of his pad and tapped on the button as the pups's tags bleeped* Paw Patrol, to the Lookout!


All pups: Ryder needs us! *As most of them went to the elevator, Formula softly shuffled a bit to the elevator.*


Formula: Careful now...


Balloona X: Formy, come on


Formula: I am, I am. Just... *He turned to see Marshall trip over an empty jar near him.* Uh oh... *Marshall bumped into him as they then rolled to the others in the elevator*


Marshall: Heh, sorry guys. Guess we got into a pickle there.


Formula: Not... *He burped again from the impact.* Ugh... *The elevator closed and went up to the pups usual team emblem as they all changed into their usual outfits. When the elevator arrived in the control center and opened the door, the pups leapt out and lined up, except for Formula who slowly walked over.*


Chase: Paw Patrol, ready for... *They noticed Formula took some time before lining up with them* Ok, now ready for action, Ryder sir!


Ryder: Pups, we have an odd one... seems Ami's back with another odd treat.


Formula: Odd doesn't begin to describe... *Slightly belched* it


Rubble: And you've been a bit off since you ate her pickle.


Balloona X: I was worried about this...


Formula: I'll be alright. Please continue.


Ryder: The pickles at Farmer Al and Yumi's exploded and damaged their gate, now their animals are roaming free.


Chase: Sounds like a roundup is needed.


Ryder: You bet, but we also need others on standby in case anymore pickle problems start.


Balloona X: So who do you need for this rescue?


Ryder: First I need... *He swiped on his pad then selected Chase's tag.* Chase. I'll need you and your herding skills to bring the animals back.


Chase: Chase is on the case!


Ryder: Just to help with the herding, I'll also need... *He swiped on his pad then selected Skye's tag.* Skye. Your copter and goggles can help Chase find any animals that strayed a far distance away from the farm.


Skye: Let's take to the skies!


Ryder: I also need both... *He swiped on his pad then selected Rocky's tag.* Rocky... *Then he swiped on his pad then selected Formula's tag.* and Formula 


Formula: Me?!


Balloona X: Formy?!


Ryder: I need both of you to help repair the gate to prevent the animals from getting away so easily again.


Rocky: Green means go!


Formula: I'm tuned up and tuned... *A slight noise came from his belly* In.


Balloona X: You sure you can do this?


Formula: Trust me. I can handle this


Balloona X: Well just in case, I'm coming too


Ryder: You sure you want to?


Balloona X: Yes, unless Formy just let his pressure out now, so he can feel better 


Formula: I am... fine...


Balloona X: In that case, it's time to bounce into action!


Formula: Oh brother...


Ryder: Alright then, Paw Patrol is on the roll! *Ryder then rushed to the pole and slid down to the garage. Chase went to the slide and hopped on as he slid in his straight posture. Formula went to the slide before slightly stopping for a bit*


Formula: Ohhh... I don't think this is a good idea actually...


Balloona X: Just go *She pushed Formula down the slide*


Formula: Yikes! *he then went down the slide in some bounces and small belch escapes. At the end of the slide, Chase got into his pup house as it then turned into his police cruiser before driving off a bit. Formula then bounced off the slide and into his pup house side with a slight belch as it turned into his tow truck and drove off a bit in mild discomfort. The garage opened as Ryder got on his ATV and drove off with the other 5 pups following him as they made their way to the farm. After a bit, the crew arrived to the farm.*


Al: Paw Patrol, you made it


Yumi: I’m worried about our animals and who else may get those pickles.


Ryder: Don’t worry, we’ll have them rounded up in their fixed fencing, then we’ll find Ami.


Al: Thank goodness.


Ryder: Chase, Skye, go find the animals and bring them back as quickly as possible


Chase & Skye: You got it, Ryder *they then drove and flew off to the animals*


Ryder: Rocky, Formula, can you get the gate fixed up before they get back?


Rocky: We’re on it, Ryder!


Formula: Yea... ooohhhhh...


Yumi: Is he ok?


Al: Tummy trouble?


Balloona X: Ami's pickle


Yumi: He ate one?


Ryder: Yes he did.


Balloona X: He's feeling a bit bloated and won't admit it.


Formula: I'm fine. *Holds a small belch* ooh


Balloona X: Just let it out, Formy


Formula: It’s not… *burps a bit* a big deal! *Balloona X sighed as she shake her head side to side*


Ryder: If you think you're up for it, then go ahead to help Rocky


Formula: Sure thing. *He walked to Rocky slowly as his body started bloating up abit more*


Balloona X: I worry about him…


Ryder: We both are *both pups made it to the gate and saw the damage*


Rocky: Wow! A fizzy pickle did this?


Formula: Must’ve been… really fizzy. Let's get... to fixing then...


Rocky: I got some spare wood we can use to replace the pieces. Let's get it up *Rocky went to the back of his truck and tossed some planks from them to use. Meanwhile, Chase and Skye were busy looking around*


Chase: See anything?


Skye: Not yet *they continue on until something catches her eye*


Skye: Wait, I think I got something. *her goggles adjusted as she then saw the animals*


Chase: Find them?


Skye: Yeah, they're up ahead. And they seem calm


Chase: Bit of a shock there. *they arrived at the animals as they saw them just enjoying the grass*


Skye: Guess they got hungry after all that.


Chase: Well we still need to get them back to the farm


Skye: You got that right, Chasey.


Chase: *he barked* Megaphone! *The side of his pup pack opened as the megaphone got out* Attention all animals, please follow me back to your home. *The animals heard him and began to follow as they drive back to the barn* Skye, can you see if you can find Ami?


Skye: Sure thing. *Skye then flew off in search of Ami as Rocky and Formula were almost done with the gate*


Formula: Ooohhh... are we almost done...


Rocky: Just about. *he used his screwdriver and tightened the last screw on the gate* And done


Formula: Good. *They then heard a moo in the distance as they turned to notice Chase with the animals coming*


Rocky: Just in time


Formula: Y-Yep... *Chase led the animals to the gate as they all then went inside and Rocky locked it*


Al: Thanks for the help, Ryder and pups.


Ryder: No problem Farmer Al


Yumi: But you should find my sister before more problems happen.


Ryder: We're on it, don't worry about it


Balloona X: No telling where she is now though.


Chase: Skye went to look for her


Formula: Well... ooohhh... hope we can... reason with her on... ooohhh... stop giving her pickles away...


Balloona X: And I hope I can reason with you to let that pressure out. You look super puffy, Formula.


Formula: I keep telling you, I'm ok. It's not that ... Oooh... Bad...


Balloona X: You're bigger than me, Formy. You're already twice, maybe even three times my size, and you're still fizzing up!


Formula: It's nothing, really


Balloona X: *sigh* Formy... *She watched him softly waddle back to his truck as Ryder's pup pad rang, showing Skye's emblem as he tapped it.*


Ryder: Skye, have you found Ami?


Slye: Almost


Ryder: well keep in touch until you do.


Skye: Understood, Ryder. *Then Skye saw a car going by* Huh? Is that...? *Her goggled extended again, looking down to see Ami.* it is!


Ryder: You found her?


Skye: Yeah, she's on her way to Adventure Bay


Ryder: Keep an eye on her.


Skye: You got it, Ryder


Ryder: Alright pups, we’re heading back to Adventure Bay!


Chase: Well let's get to her and fast *they quickly got to their vehicles as Formula seemed to struggle a bit*


Formula: Ohhhh brother…


Balloona X: Come on Formy, you can't handle that much pressure in you right now


Formula: I have… no pressure…


Balloona X: Have you looked at yourself?! Your more puffy than before now!


Formula: Huh?


Balloona X: Rocky, do you have a mirror for Formula to look in?


Rocky: Hold on. *He hopped into the back of his truck, throwing out a few random items before coming out with a full-body mirror.* Here it is! *Rocky brought the mirror over to Formula as he then saw his form*


Formula: Uhh...


Balloona X: See what I mean, Formy?


Formula: It's... nothing.


Balloona X: You cannot be serious


Formula: I'm... *slightly burps again* fine, Loony.


Balloona X: This isn't fine


Formula: We have... a job... to do, Loony.


Balloona X: Not until you burp out these pressures


Formula: Seriously?


Balloona X: Yes!


Ryder: Come on Formula, listen to her


Formula: I am... *He tried moving, but he was nearly the size of his truck already, unable to move easily.*


Balloona X: Formy...


Chase: Balloona, try to talk some sense into him while we try to catch Ami.


Balloona X: Of course.


Formula: Come on


Rocky: You can when you're normal. *He went back to his truck as he left with the other two.*


Balloona X: Come on Formy, what's wrong with burping your pressure out?


Formula: I'm trying... to be... a gentlepup...


Balloona X: In your time you need to just do it? Come on Formy don't be like this now


Formula: I'm... fine...


Balloona X: Oh dear... *As she tried to convince her fizzing lab, a transition with Skye's tag saw the pilot pup flying close to Ami as the farmer parked near the docks.*


Skye: Oh dear, this can't be good...


Ryder: Skye, you need to stop Ami


Skye: I'll try to Ryder. *She flew close to Ami just as Ami got out of her car with another jar*


Ami: One jar of pickles for the Turbots. They should love these treats! *Skye landed her copter and rushed over to Ami*


Skye: Ami, wait!


Ami: Oh, Skye. Care to try one of my extra fizzy pickles?


Skye: No, they're a bit too fizzy!


Ami: Well of course they're fizzy. I made them that way. Here... *She then was about to open the shaking jar*


Skye: Wait!


Ami: Huh? *Like before, the jar had its contents burst out with the pickles going all over the dock.* Look out! *They both tried to duck from the pickles as one ricocheted into Skye's copter and flew up with the hook descending and snagged onto Skye's pup pack*


Skye: Huh!? *Skye was then pulled away by her out of control copter as she slightly panicked* Oh no! Oh nono! Not good, not good!


Ami: Skye? Skye! *talk to herself* I guess my pickles are too fizzy *While she was distracted, one of them bounced into an open window of her car, starting it up as it drove off.*


Ami: Huh? My car! *She went after her car*


Skye: Oh no. *Her tag lit up.* Ryder, I could use a slight bit of assistance!


Ryder: What's wrong Skye?


Skye: Yes, 2 thing


Ryder: What's wrong Skye?


Skye: Uh... two things.


Ryder: Are they that bad?


Skye: Yes, very much so


Ryder: We're on our way *they continued on until they made it back to Adventure Bay and looked around for a bit*


Chase: Where's Skye and Ami?


Ryder: Skye’s pup tag says she’s around her somewhere…


Chase: I needs my Air Patrol gear for this, Skye need me


Rocky: Are you sure? She could just be… stuck under something? *His ears perked up, hearing the sound of a helicopter from above.*


Skye: Guys! Little help here please?!


Rocky: I stand corrected. *he then got on his pad as Robo-Dog then answered *


Ryder: Robo-Dog, we need Chase's Air Patrol gear. Bring it to us as fast as you can. *Robo-Dog barked twice as a transition of the usual emblem showed Balloona still with Formula all puffy*


Balloona X: Formy… you are being more stubborn than before I tried convincing you to get comfy with your powers! And you can't just burp your pressure out!?


Formula: I... Really don't think I should here


Balloona X: If I move you, do you promise to? If not, I will match your size and bounce on top of you like a trampoline… and you know I mean that.


Formula: I... don't know...


Balloona X: Come on...


Formula: Loony…


Balloona X: Please?


Formula: Uh...


Balloona X: Come on Formy. I know your pressure from the pickle is abit uncomfortable... *She patted his huge belly, hearing it gurgle loudly as she knew what it was like from before.*


Formula: Oooh ... Ugh ...


Balloona X: Just release it so you can feel better


Formula: Not... here...


Balloona X: Then let's just move you... *She began rolling him away as he let out some soft burps with each press step.*


Formula: This... Is... Not... Well...


Balloona X: At least yours will be less embarrassing than mine. That is... before your mouth gets covered, that is.


Formula: Oh ...


Balloona X: Trust me, you'll thank me later, Fizzula.


Formula: Really Loony? *While the collie rolled her fizzy, swelling lab away, a transition with Chase's tag cut back to Skye as she was getting dizzy from her copter's movements while she was hooked.*


Skye: Oooohhhhh... at least with my airbag locked, it wasn't this bad!


Chase: Skye!


Skye: Chase! Thank goodness! *She looked and saw Chase with his Air Patrol gear on*


Chase: Hang tight, I'll get you down!


Skye: Alright *Chase flew in close to Skye as he managed to get to the hook and grip it*


Chase: Got it!


Skye: Thanks Chasey


Chase: No problem. *He carefully unhooked her, only to have her fall a bit.*


Skye: Whoa! *She quickly barked* Wings! *The wings and thrusters from her pup pack then extended out as she then flew by Chase's side* Whew, that was close


Chase: Yea, you alright?


Skye: I am now. Thanks a bunch, I owe ya! *She licked his cheek before flying back off to get her copter under control.*


Chase: Glad to see you're alright. Did you happen to know where Ami went by any chance?


Skye: Her car started driving off towards the mountain roads.


Chase: The mountain roads? *He then tapped his pup tag* Ryder, Ami went after her car in the mountain roads


Ryder: We'll follow you


Chase: Alright. Go get your copter Skye, and we'll meet you there.


Skye: Got it *She flew close to her copter, barking her wings away after getting close enough to land back into the seat and regain the control.* Ok, I'm back in control now


Chase: Great! Now lead the way


Skye: Right *She then flew her copter in the direction as a transition of her Pup tag showed Ami getting close to her runaway car*


Ami: *out of breath* Please... Slow... Down! *As she got closer, she managed to see that the car was rolling to the edge of the road* Oh no! *the car got close until it fell off the road. Ami rushed over to see that the car was safe, but on a ledge on the side* Oh dear. My car! *The Paw Patrol then all hurried to her location as they saw her in distress* I need help!


Ryder: What's the problem Ami?


Ami: My car is stuck!


Ryder: Don't worry, we'll get your car out


Rocky: But isn’t Formula more capable for this job?


Ryder: Yes, but we know why he’s not here at the moment. Plus, with those pickle jars no doubt having a lot of pressure built up, especially from that landing, we can’t wait forever. *He pull out his pad and called Skye* Skye, I need you and your copter here to get Ami's car out


Skye: You got it, Ryder. *Skye flew by the car and barked* Cable! *The hook cable then lowered from the copter and towards the car. the hook then attached to the end of the car as Skye then tried to fly with it in tow, but was a bit difficult with its weight* Come on, come on...


Chase: Ryder, I’m not sure Skye’s copter can move the car easily.


Ryder: You're right. We need a different approach


Rocky: Maybe use Chase’s winch, or is that too far away?


Ryder: *sigh* Looks like we need the bloated duo couple


Chase: But they're off to who knows where. How can we know if they're close by? *It was then a loud noise sounded off in the nearby distance*


Ryder: Possibly that? *he pulled out his pad and tapped on Balloona's tag as she then answered* Balloona X, everything ok there?


Balloona X: Yeah Ryder. Just finally managed to get Formy to release the fizz inside of him. *Formula then came into view*


Formula: it wasn't my best moment. And I hope to never go through that again


Balloona X: C’mon… Drift does it often, and he says he could lift a fully loaded truck like that! I never saw it happen, but still…


Ryder: Lift a truck? This is perfect


Both: What is?


Ryder: Just get over to where we are, quickly.


Balloona X: Alright then


Formula: Uhh... why?


Ryder: You'll see.


Formula: Ok... *the call ended as a transition of Formula's tag showed that shortly after, Balloona and Formula arrived at the scene and saw the trouble*


Balloona X: Oh dear! That's Ami's car up there!


Formula: And Skye's copter can't exactly handle that kind of weight much longer... we may have to be ready, Loony.


Ryder: That's where you come in


Balloona X: I assume you need two puploons to catch the car if it falls?


Ryder: Well... not fully catch, per say.


Formula: What do you mean?


Balloona X: Do you have a plan, Ryder?


Ryder: It involves Formula, and another fizzy pickle


Formula: I don't think I like where this is going


Balloona X: If anything showed before…


Formula: I said I wasn’t doing it again!


Balloona X: Then I'll do it


Ryder: You sure? We do remember your issue with Ami’s broccoli…


Balloona X: It's my fault that Formula ate the pickles from Ami because of my last reaction to her food, I have to take it *Before she could go to find one, Formula sighed and joined next to her.*


Formula: I'll join you, Loony


Balloona X: You sure, Formy?


Formula: I have to protect my gal...


Balloona X: Aww, Formy.


Ryder: Alright then. Skye, can you help them get down to the car?


Skye: On it. Just need a moment. *She lowered the car back down as the cable returned back into her copter, swapping to a harness and coming down to the two pups.* All set. *the harnesses then clipped on to the 2 as Skye then slowly brought them over to Ami's car*


Balloona X: Glad to be nice and close to ya, soon-to-be Fizzymula.


Formula: That go to you too, Fizzloona X


Balloona X: Oooh… I’ll get your new override planned then.


Formula: Hehe, I'll set up yours as well.


Ryder: Ready you two?


Both: Yeah! *They then went to each get a pickle, carefully from the car before slowly snuck to the bottom the car*


Ami: I'm not quite sure I know what your plan is here, Ryder. Haven't those pickles caused enough problems?


Ryder: You will see


Ami: Huh?


Formula: You ready for this, Loony?


Balloona X: Of course, Formy...


Both: Let's do it *They both ate their pickle, bumping together after finishing.*


Balloona X: Mmmm, these are fizzy...


Formula: Bumping no doubt doesn't help calming it down either...


Balloona X: Yea *after some time they felt the fizz inside their bellies rising*


Both: Oooohhh... *they covered their mouths with their paws as the fizz seemed to be rising*


Balloona X: Now I know how you felt before


Formula: You have no idea, love. It's only just starting.


Balloona X: Oh boy. *they quickly held in their incoming burp as best as they could. They then expanded a lot and quickly as the car was pushed up away from them*


Chase: That's our duo for ya...


Ami: Wait... Formula can do that too?!


Ryder: Yep


Chase: They have their fun together in many ways. It's kind of fun. *Soon, they expanded until the car was leveled to the road*


Ryder: There we go Ami. *Ami quickly got into her car and drove it off the fizzy couple and to the road*


Ami: Thanks so much


Ryder: No problem. Whenever you're in a pickle, literally or not, just yelp for help!


Chase: So now what about the fizzy duo there?


Rocky: And the rest of the pickle jars Ami has?


Ryder: Hmm... I may have an idea.


Ami: Really?


All pups: Really? *a transition of the usual emblem showed them all back at the Lookout as the pups each had their own fizzy pickle*


Marshall: Got to admit, it was great for Ami to allow us to have the remainder of the pickles she was going to bring to others.


Rubble: Man, these are incredible


Zuma: Very fizzy, dudes.


Rocky: How long before we feel the fizziness rising?


Skye: My guess... in a few seconds


Chase: Well, be glad we've had our original puffy duo's abilities for a while and have adapted, though... this will be new.


Skye: and fun no doubt. *She nuzzles Chase for a bit. Then their stomach started gurgling with the fizziness.*


Rubble: Oooh... Here it comes


Rocky: Big time... *each of their bellies began to bloat a bit from the fizz as they seemed to enjoy it a bit, especially Chase and Skye as they were close to each other*


Chase: Oooh... that tickles a fair bit.


Skye: And in the fun way, hehehe *The two nuzzled heads and sides, smiling lovingly.*


Balloona X: Glad to see you enjoying this as much as we are.


Formula: I wouldn't say "enjoy" myself, personally...


Balloona X: Oh nonsense! *she went to lick Formula's cheek in affection*


Formula: O-Oh... *He blushed in surprise at his collie's affectionate approach.*


Marshall: Aww... Kind of wish Everest was here though...


Ryder: Funny you say that, Marshall.


Marshall: Huh? *Almost on cue, a familiar snowcat pulled up.*


Everest: Hey Marshy.


Marshall: Everest!


Everest: Wow! You pups trying to surprise me? *She went over to her dalmatian, hugging his swelling belly as she pressed an ear to it.* Huh? I hear... bubbles?


Marshall: Yeah, it's from these extra fizzy pickles that we got.


Everest: Extra fizzy pickles? Have any left over I can try?


Ryder: Got a few jars actually.


Marshall: We got them from Farmer Yumi's sister, Ami. However... Form had them first, and uh...


Balloona X: He had a mildly uncomfortable time without releasing the gas.


Formula: *blushes slightly* It was so embarrassing...


Balloona X: But at least you're adorable all bubbly and puffy, Fizzy.


Everest: Hehe, aww. Let me at those pickles


Marshall: Hungry or something?


Everest: Oh yeah.


Skye: At least we all have the same ability like Balloona X and Formula, so we'll be fine *Everest quickly went over to one of the jars as Ryder helped in giving her a pickle for her to enjoy as she then went to Marshall's side*


Everest: Hehe, time to join the group! *she ate the pickle and enjoyed every bite until the fizziness was rising up inside her as well* Ooooh... nice and bubbly, but I've got a bit of catching up. *She jumped a few times, grinning a bit.*


Marshall: Are you sure it's a good idea?


Balloona X: I mean, Formy and I bumped a bit, but...


Everest: Of course I'm sure. *After some time, she felt the fizziness rising up more as she then bloated up right next to Marshall and nuzzled him*


Ryder: What a bunch of good pups.


Balloona X: Of course. *The girls then playfully bumped their partners as the fizz inside rose a bit*


Balloona X: Oh come now...


Chase: This might... be loud...


Marshall: Very loud


Skye: But it'll be fun


Everest: Very! *they bumped a bit more as the boys looked like they were holding back the fizz in their mouths before releasing it in burp form, leaving Formula blushing brightly in embarrassment*


Formula: Oh man... not again...


Balloona X: Hehehe *Balloona leaned in to her pup in comfort*


Balloona X: There there, Fizzy... *Her ears perked up, hearing a loud burp escape from Chase as he looked even more embarrassed, but a bit deflated as well.*


Chase: Whoa... pardon me. The fizz is no joke!


Skye: No it's not, my police pup. *She nuzzled against him as Marshall felt his fizz coming up.*


Marshall: Oh boy... *he also then let out a burp while feeling embarrassed. He let out the biggest burp as he deflated fully and had his face go fully red.*


Marshall: Uhhh... excuse me...


Everest: Hehehe, oh Marshy *The husky nuzzled him closely.*


Marshall: I guess my fizziness fell flat now


All Pups: Hehehe


The End 